Picking up food for grandma

Author: Child Practice

Picking up food for grandma

I know.

You can't hurry when eating, because it's useless to hurry, and it takes time to transfer the dishes opposite.

The hotel is different, with a stylish decoration. It is just a common place for lunch, and there are still hooves (elbows) and prawns.

My aunt's house waited for a while before leaving for dinner.

If you are not very hungry, you will have a big appetite.

Grandma sat in the middle, with my sister and I on both sides. My dad sat next to other people who wanted to drink, bragging and chatting together, and pouring wine to each other.

My favorite thing is to have a banquet with people like them.

I like more food on the table.

They only care about drinking and have a few bites of food. They will never find anyone eating too much. Of course, they still have to keep the ones that are served by one. As for the others, they will be put into their own bowls.

If you don't eat, you should keep it.

This is mine.

Eat slowly.

I don’t like to eat the same thing. If I finish eating what I have in my hand and don’t want to eat, I can only wait in vain. It’s very embarrassing. If I only like to eat, I will keep picking up this dish.

There will be hospitality people going to transfer the turntable. Every time the dish is served, everyone will eat it while it is hot. Let’s ask a few questions to see who doesn’t want to eat. Do you don’t like it?

I hate the people I don’t know most about asking this kind of thing, and I have to say that eating this is good. It’s the same as persuading people to drink. The kind that I persuade people to drink is to avoid giving face if they don’t drink anything.

If you don't give, don't give.

However, my dad is very proud of his face and always blushed and dizzy when he drinks white wine.

He can drink it.

Of course, it's compared with ordinary people.

I really drink it openly. I can drink most of the bottle of white wine. The specific amount depends on the degree. I don’t think it’s called wine, such as beer.

The bigger your belly, the more you can hold.

That's how beer belly comes from.

But after all, it was at the banquet, and I was still a child, so I could just drink the juice honestly.

I forgot that it is not popular to drink coconut juice and mango juice at this time. I don’t know if queer is considered juice or not.

People on the table generally don’t drink this, they all drink Coke and Sprite.

I can't drink it normally, so it's good to drink it as water here. After a meal, at least three or four cups.

Have fun and be happy.

That's all.

So later, when I was paying attention to my rotten teeth, I quit, went to college, and instead drank milk tea, drank it with a straw, swallowed it directly without touching my teeth.

But without correction, there are still many problems with deformed teeth.

Just so happened that milk tea shops were emerging, with diverse flavors, and even sugar was free to choose. I started to choose three-point sugar and sugar-free.

In the whole town, there is only one store that really makes me feel that sugar-free is delicious. Igarashi, I like the little taro round milk tea. Unfortunately, the milk tea with too strong tea flavor is not good, so it went bankrupt.

If you want to drink, you have to go to the city.

trouble.

Why did the food I wanted to eat never be near? The turntable was turned away again? I quickly seized the opportunity and picked up a little and put it in my grandma's bowl. It was taro, which the old man liked to eat.

I don't like to eat very much.

"You eat it yourself, don't pick it up for my mother." Grandma always picks up some to eat, afraid that she doesn't like it, and if she picks up too much, she will be told that others may like to eat it.

And what others don’t like, grandma likes to eat.

The problem is that if others don’t move their chopsticks, the dishes on the plate are full of food, and they always pick up the same dish. Well, it doesn’t feel good, and it seems like they are very greedy.

Dad looked at him while drinking wine.

I don’t care. Anyway, my mother is not here, and it’s a waste to finish her meals. Packing is not common in us, and everyone will feel embarrassed, especially in big hotels, which is even more impossible.

After the CD-ROM operation came out, the habit of walking in the town was slowly spreading.

Grandma knew that this happened and said she saw it on TV.

That's going to high school.

My sister rarely helps my grandma pick up food, because it is enough to have me alone to help me pick up food. When I returned home after the banquet, my grandma would praise me in front of my parents. My parents went to ask my sister in one go and why she didn’t pick up her.

The sister was a little angry and said, "Pick up whatever you want to eat by yourself."

"How can you do this?" Mom and Dad were dissatisfied with the fact that they were all in their attitude towards grandma, so what would happen to them?

Therefore, they are both angry about this and worried that the two of us will be unfilial to them.

"How is it?!" My sister rarely loses her temper, but she is very fierce when she gets angry. She looks like a furry kitten. Although she is thin, she is not afraid of anything.

It's completely different from me.

I seem to be well-behaved and sensible, but according to my parents, I will frown and be irritated for a little thing, and I am not as capable as my sister.

My parents said that my sister was not. She would lower her head and listen to the secret competition. I guess only I could see the smile on her face.

"Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

My sister said this with a smile, which made her parents even more annoyed and felt that it was in vain to raise us.

"This is your grandma, you must be kind to her in the future." Only when they go out together will they show a harmonious family. Mom will hold Dad's hand, just like us, holding Grandma's hand on the left and right.

If grandpa is here, he can leave.

He doesn't want anyone to help him, even if he is ninety years old, it's a good thing to be able to leave by himself.

But walking alone is too hard and too selfish.

I understand the truth.

I don’t know if you have heard of this thing. There is a bridge, which is a suicide holy place, and many people commit suicide here every year.

In order to save these people who have embarked on the road of no return.

Someone thought of a solution.

Soon, there were many pictures and slogans posted on the bridge, which were just describing how beautiful the world is, and also thinking more about your family and friends.

Will this work?

Not to mention, there is really.

The next year, more people committed suicide here. In fact, the reason is very simple. People who came to seek death really sat on the bridge, blowing the cold wind, looking at the river running under their feet, feeling a lot of emotion. They may figure it out and come down by themselves when they recall the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the past.

But with those pictures and slogans, what would those who seek death think?

My mind was filled with pictures of others laughing, and I couldn't calm down, so they could only think of one sentence.

Theirs are theirs, I have nothing.

(From the Moonlight of the Lotus Pond by Zhu Ziqing)

Afterwards, I felt a chill and the more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable. It was because I considered my friends, my family, and I considered too many things that I could not understand. I was called selfish and said that I did not care about my family. What did I do wrong? Why did the prodigal son turn back and never change his gold? Why did he put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? Why did he want to be a person who was dedicated to others but received endless accusations and pain?

Why?

Now, it was his turn to think about himself, jumping down and leaving no worries.

Then, they walked towards liberation with a smile.

perhaps.

This is their psychology.

Beautiful pictures and slogans, which make them immersed in sadness and unable to extricate themselves. They jumped out of the bridge and jumped out of the turbulent river like walking corpses.

Who is wrong?

Some things are redundant.

Just like what mom and dad said.

In the future, we must be kind to grandma. They don’t know us at all, so they say such words.

Of course we will be nice to grandma, because only grandma is good to us.

Spoiling is also love.

The result is just a harm.

However, we will do our own things.
To be continued...